by Mia Newberry
She pinned a smile to her face and looked up, “Hi,” she said breathlessly.
“I’m Tony Romanov,” he said.
“Hi Tony,” she replied, feeling dizzy. Her smile felt extremely artificial on her face, but she couldn’t seem to shift it.
“Um, would you like to have coffee with me?” he suggested, piercing her with those ice blue eyes and leaving her helplessly pinned to her seat. Or at least that’s how it felt.
“Sure,” she managed to whisper.
“Great. Shall I pick you up after work?” he offered, smiling down at her and literally taking her breath away. She nodded her acquiescence. His smile widened and he nodded back at her before Curtis came to whisk him off to his office.
Sophie stood up and bolted to the ladies room, “What. The hell. Is the matter with you girl?” she scolded herself sternly in the mirror, “Settle down before you make even more of a damned fool of yourself!”
She breathed in and out with her eyes closed, all the while wondering at this reaction. Yesterday she hadn’t reacted at all this way to his presence. Maybe she was just nervous about the date. She nodded to herself, deciding that this was the reason and then went back to work.
The day passed without event, Sophie threw herself into her work and studying for her exam, so much so that she was startled when the shadow was back at her desk, promptly at 6pm.
“Hi Sophie,” Blue Eyes said…Tony. His name was Tony.
“Hi…Tony,” she replied, smiling woodenly up at him. She wanted to slap herself out of this fugue state he seemed to put her in but he was watching her.
“Shall we go?” he asked, holding out his hand. Sophie stood up and smiled at him. She was a tall girl, but he towered over her.
“I’ll just go freshen up. Real quick, I promise,” she said, hurrying away from him.
Tony watched her go, “I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave,” he murmured to himself.
“Whoa, down boy,” an amused voice said from behind him. He turned around to find Curtis smiling at him.
“Oh, hello Curtis. I was just…” Tony began, embarrassed at being caught out.
“Oh, I know what you were just…” Curtis replied grinning, “Keep it in your pants though. Sophie ain’t that kinda girl.”
“I was not…” Tony began to protest, but then caught himself. He didn’t need to explain himself to anyone. Not anymore.
Curtis saw his discomfiture and changed the subject, “I have something for you by the way, if you want to stop by my office tomorrow.”
Tony stared at him in surprise, “Already?”
“Yeah. What can I say? I’m the best,” Curtis replied with a pseudo-self-deprecating shrug and a smirk.
Tony nodded and agreed to come and then turned his attention back to Sophie who was just swaying her way over from the ladies’ room. She had slicked down her hair with some kind of gel, leaving all the bones of her face exposed and her eyes looking three times as big. Her lips were painted with a brown lipstick and the overall effect was just…electric. Tony wondered if she would let him kiss her after their date. He’d just met her yesterday, but he felt like he’d been waiting for her for millennia. His hands itched to place themselves on those luscious hips; the mere thought caused his penis to twitch.
“Down boy,” he whispered to himself, “no need to get excited. All in good time.” He smiled as she came up to him.
“You’re beautiful,” he told her looking her straight in the eye.
He was trying to confuse her with those eyes she thought with resignation. How was she supposed to walk when her knees were so weak?
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